I’m not physically abused, but psychologically she tries to boss me around on everything (just like her bitch of a mother) and would rather just let me bedrot all fucking day so I can be adorable when she comes home. Yet our bedroom has become cold except when she wants “dessert” (bj), and that’s maybe once a month. Meanwhile, I want to meet a nice trans girl and explore my new self, but I got a vehement “no”. Join a polycule? Clearly, I’ve smoked way too much.

I’d leave, but financially, I’m destitute. Medically, I’m recovering from a STEMI, already have back problems (3 fucked discs and sciatica), and my college loans are still deep in the red. I’m basically fucked and unfucked at the same time.

Hope you’re doing better than me!